Prachi shivered, her body trembling from exhaustion and fear. She hadn't slept the entire night, her eyes fixed on the horrifying scene that had unfolded for the past fifteen hours. Priya now lay on her back on the cold stone floor, her body drenched in sweat. Her hands never stopped moving as she relentlessly thrust herself, her breaths ragged and uneven. Four women stood around her, their gazes sharp and merciless. If Priya's pace slowed, they lashed out at her without hesitation.

Prachi's heart ached at the sight. The pain Priya endured was unimaginable, and yet, it was all too real.